Instrumental
Out the window of the glass house you been living And if I'm just another page that you can turn and get away from Then please do me a favor and turn it before
fade Our time lives on in a land within So our eyes may find smiles from our distant days And at night our stars burn as long as before
tout regretter... Mais je n'avais aucune envie, De retrouver ma triste vie..." O Flammes sans A?mes Grandes dames sans rA?ves, Ni cauchemars... Sans triste vie, ni belle mort
